Service measured not by GOLD,
                           but by the GOLDEN RULE

Service measured not by GOLD,
          but by the GOLDEN RULE


WOOSTER “ William Vernon Olson, 89, of Wooster passed away on Saturday, October 26, 2019 at Brookdale Assisted Living.
William was born September 13, 1930 in Ashland, the son of William and Ellen Stone Olson.   He married Alice Catherine Reynolds on April 25, 1953.   She preceded him in death on February 2, 2019.
He is survived by one daughter, Leanne Marie (Olson) Streit and her husband Philip of Houston, Texas; one grandson, Austin Anthony Streit, also of Houston; a sister, Janice Marie Barnes of Springfield and many nieces and nephews along with their families.
In addition to his wife and parents, he was preceded in death by his grandparents and a sister, Audrey Weideman.
William was employed for many years by Rubbermaid.   William and his wife operated a small ceramic shop for a number of years and belonged to the National Plastercraft and Midwest Plastercraft Associations.   William and his wife took numerous small tours and he enjoyed doing lawn work and reading.
At his request, there will be no calling hours and a private family service will be held.   For service information, call his son-in-law, Philip at 949-310-3001.   Burial will be at Sherwood Memorial Gardens in Wooster.   McIntire, Bradham & Sleek Funeral Home, 216 E. Larwill St., Wooster is handling arrangements.
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  1. Leanne I am so sorry about your Dad. I miss your parents living across the street.

  2. Your Dad was a nice man and a good neighbor. Some years ago he was on his way to my house, carrying a broom, to save me and my dog from a raccoon. Fortunately, the raccoon left the area before Bill arrived. It was the thought that counted.

  3. Leanne I am so sorry about your loss.

  4. Dear Leanne and family,
    I remember how quiet and kind your dad was.
    Your parents always came home for lunch. I remember when you were re-enacting how the neighbor boy fell off your monkey bars and cried the day before, YOU actually broke your arm. Your dad was very calm while I rode my bicycle home in a panic. He knew how to keep you calm.
    I’m sending my love and prayers to you and your family. This has been a tough year for you all.


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